Monday, June 18, 2012

Mondays

There is nothing more disheartening than being told first thing Monday morning that your two-week old spoil heap (all the dirt, branches, and roof-tile we have excavated, a.k.a. a small man-made mountain) is too close to the Western wall, and has to be moved in a week for the visit of the Director of the Canadian Institute.
It's like re-re-excavating.
Sigh.